Seduced (Royal Expat Series Book #1) Page 16

  “She lied to me. How can I trust a woman who lies?” Damian said. “You can take her.”

  Matilda gasped. It was as if an iron fist had torn through her chest to grab her still-beating heart and crush it into a gooey pulp. Hot tears ran down her cheeks as she heard those cruel words spoken in his voice.

  Just a few hours ago, they had been planning a new life together. Now, suddenly, it had all been ripped apart. Damian did not love her. He had run at the first sign of danger, reluctant to be with a royal. Couldn’t he understand why she had hidden it?

  But it was too late to reason with him. Given the all-clear from Colin, the spokesman of an English prince, the policemen were letting Damian go. He walked away from their scene, his broad shoulders tight, not looking back. It was all Matilda could do to hold back her sobs. Her reason for going on had turned his back on her. It was over.

  The next few hours went in a blur. She was driven to the airport, her suitcase with all her stuff in it miraculously packed and sent off with her, and she was whisked onto a private jet, the only passenger apart from a few slightly baffled personnel who were wondering why the craft had suddenly been commandeered to fly a young, upset woman to England.

  Colin waved her goodbye as she stepped onto the airplane. His entire face was a picture of triumph. Maybe he had never got to sleep with her, but he had managed to ruin her life, scupper her hopes, and he still had one final trump card to play whenever he felt like it.

  As the plane took off, sending her back to England to feel the wrath of her father, all Matilda could think about was the set of Damian’s shoulders as he had walked away from her forever.

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